Deepest of Scars inside‒ from way down deep where all that pain tries to seep we...forcing the stabilize in freeze burying it all in geek or the man with girls to meet how about that supped-up jeep hiding behind plastered smiles in pictures‒ where we easily say cheese ‒cutting all the corners with a breeze sooner or later...comes the sneeze we try to force it out ignore...stay asleep but here it comes like a hanging tree 'look here...let's stare at me' all coming after that one we wanted to keep you know the one‒ making us open our eyes makes us see the person we weren't supposed to be there comes a moment‒ we realize we're not really free we just filled our lives with that fake glee helping us build a supporting fleet ‒others refusing too to even peek at what scares so much‒ they secretly in their beds...take a pee ‒with no one to see we eventually find ourselves in steep ‒a sunk-in tepee on the edge of creep with nothing fancy to greet from what others want to see‒ we no longer flee we're ready to become‒ the bee in me toot our own horn with a roaring beep all the fake‒ out...bleep ride the rest of our life with the awe of wee ‒the hurt is out the shame...easier.... away...sweep we're suddenly free no more confusion in deep just our me ‒with nothing more to peep
Note: The photograph included was taken on December 10, The Dragon, Angel, Mom and Baby. I’ve been thinking a lot about this particular group of shots because it’s so amazing and I’ve included it on here and on my Facebook page and no one seems to understand or see it. I see it clearly. It’s part of our future.
(April 5)—Oh boy, when God wants to drive in a point, He sure does. I knew He used my life as an example for others and for myself, teaching me His wonders. I’m silly really to even question it now. The toilet paper. I think God thought I didn’t drive the message in enough. So, He decided to increase the voltage!Continue reading “‘Deepest of Scars’”